About three and a half years ago we heard that there was a new resident in town ,about our age, who found herself recently petless. We were heavy on our feline quota and decided we could lighten our burden and help her out at the same time. It was a tough decision, but we decided to let two of our kitties try a different living situation.
Orange Mamalaid and Princess Puffy Pants were chosen after a very analytical process. After three days Mamalaid still hadn't come out of hiding in her new home, but Pants was adapting well to being a spoiled cat with no competition from ten others.
A few days ago I got a call from the woman who adopted her. She has a small active dog now and is about to get another puppy. Puffy Pants can tolerate dogs as long as she is left alone, but if provoked she will cut open an offending nose into three or four equal slices without hesitation. Most dogs learn this quickly, but puppies, not so much.
Saturday afternoon the Cooker and I went to bring her home. She is now purring in my lap as I try to write this which is kind of awkward, but after years of practice and constant editing of typos I can do it. Sort of.
Pants is back with only one new face to get used to since she and the other eight all knew each other before. Still a bit of hissing and growling, but no blood has been drawn, mine or anyone else's. So far. Here she is in all her fluffy glory.
Welcome home Princess Puffy Pants!
A teaser?
ReplyDeleteMaybeeeeeee ?
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a story I would love to hear.
ReplyDeleteIf this was a song, it would have to be an instrumental, because there's no way to improve on that title with anything else.
ReplyDeleteOh great, I missed The Wayward Pants Part I and now I'm missing The Return!!
ReplyDeletesounds like a naughty story...
ReplyDeleteand I LOVE naughty stories! :-)
Miss Pants looks a lot like JoJo who lives in OlderSon's basement and won't allow herself to be touched by humans, but I did manage to pounce on her last week and gave her some cuddles and tickles and actually had her purring loudly on my lap but she escaped my clutches at the first opportunity. Definite antisocial tendencies.
ReplyDeletesome people are just not cut out to be cat people. Cats aren't dogs that will just roll over for a bone, you have to make an effort to understand each individual cat's needs and attempt to meet them.
ReplyDeleteShe looks content to be back with her person's lap.
best to you
the Ol'Buzzard
Olivia was watching me read this..she thinks that is one scary cat..
ReplyDeleteShe's a beauty! So Orange Marmalaid stayed at her other home, did she?
ReplyDeleteIs Orange Mamalaid okay with the dogs? Is she allowed to come home as well if she gets too nervous there? Our nervous cat went to live with our son and is so much more relaxed there. They stayed with us over Christmas and the cat got very anxious again. I'm glad for Princess Puffy Pants that she is back with you. She is one beautiful feline!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad I came back. Welcome home Princess. Again. You are obviously much loved.
ReplyDeleteProfessor, angryparsnip, Elephant's Child, Harry Hamid,jenny_o, anne marie, No this is what happens when you write a few lines, then have to do something and let it sit there on the computer. I suspect that Ms. Pants may have stepped on the keyboard and sent it into the blogosphere without asking first. I saw what had transpired shortly after I got up this morning and scrambled the rest. Cats have there own ideas and are very good at implementing them without prior approval from management. It also illustrates who "management" actually is.
ReplyDeleteShammickite, They are fickle by nature. I am working with a feral cat now who sometimes loves to be scratched on the head and sometimes stays ten feet away from me. Sort of a love/hate thing I think.
Ol'Buzzard, Different species and different individuals in those species have different needs. They can give a little for the sake of survival, but demand that we also adapt to meet their individual needs. Otherwise they will conspire against us and that isn't pretty. So I hear.
JACKIESUE, She looks tough, but she's a real pussycat(!). Loves people, but is wary of cats she doesn't know. Dogs are hers to command.
Debra, Mamalaid only came out when we went there, so it was decided that she should come home directly. She is a spitfire to cats, but is our "guest cat" when humans drop by. She is in their laps very quickly.
Welcome Home! I must say the title was a sure grabber. :-)
ReplyDeleteSounds very interesting!
ReplyDeletesuch a pretty girl! give her a snorgle from me!
ReplyDeleteMargaret, I should have run with it and turned into a shaggy dog story. In this case a shaggy cat would be more appropriate.
ReplyDeleteKaren, It was all kind of sudden. The owner came to see me Friday afternoon and by Saturday afternoon Puffy Pants was home again. I still have her mother and brother.
anne marie, I will and tell her that it's from you just so she knows.
Princess Puffy Pants ! I love this !
ReplyDeleteGlad to read the real return of the puffy pants. Although what I thought was quite interesting also.
cheers parsnip and mandibles
So, can Orange Mamalaid (hilarious name) tolerate the puppy and the dog?
ReplyDeleteWhat a handsome cat!!!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad Pants is back with you - I know I shouldn't be judgmental, but I have a problem with people who discard an older pet just because a cute new one comes along. That woman didn't deserve your Princess. (And anyway, it's healthy for puppies to learn that cats are Not To Be Messed With.)
ReplyDeleteangryparsnip, I am glad she has come home.
ReplyDeleteSioux, Mamalaid couldn't adapt and was brought home after the few days of trial. She will tolerate anything as long as she is in charge. She is very small, but feisty. Sort of like a female Napoleon.
Cloudia, Now that she has been brushed out and is calming down she is getting back to her beautiful self.
Diane, I am secretly judgemental (and openly many other kinds of mental) about such things, also. I had a Malemute long ago that learned about cats the hard way. He was a friendly dog and wagged his tail and sniffed at the cat without realizing that it had backed into a corner. After that he always gave cats a wide berth.
Eight! AND Princess fluffy pants too! Almost unfair - here I sit with only a pillow in my lap...
ReplyDeleteAWWW welcome home princess! (I call my kitty that too...it is not her name. Shhh..)
ReplyDeleteA female Napolean! I think I like Mamalaid!
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